A Danish theologian named Soren Keirkegaard wrote a story about a prince who was searching for a bride. One day, he saw a beautiful peasant woman. In the days that followed, he went out of his way to pass by her home to catch glimpses of her. Eventually, he fell in love. But he had a problem. He could order her to marry him. But he wanted her to say yes because she loved him, not out of coercion. He could go to her in royal attire, in a golden carriage, drawn by six horses. But then he would never know if she truly loved him, or was just overwhelmed by his wealth. Then, he came upon an idea. With his father’s permission, he stripped off his royal robes, put on the garb of a commoner, and moved into her village. He lived like everyone else. He did menial work. And he created opportunities to interact with the woman. Over time, they became friends. They shared interests, and talked about life. Eventually, the woman came to love the prince as much as he loved her, and they were married.